Chapter 18: Summer Bamboo Shoots and Sake Brewing (Ask for Recommendations)

Outside Blackstone.

Near the business road.

In the void, there was a sudden sound of thunder!

Bang!

A giant black wolf with two heads and the height of two people crashed to the ground.

Ling Hu Yang fell to the ground lightly, and the two thick palms instantly returned to their appearance as white as jade.

"Uncle Fox's five thunder hands are becoming more and more profound."

Chun Yu congratulated softly: "I killed this demon wolf with one blow!" ”

"Uncle Linghu will be my Elder Yuanheshan in time, even if he is in charge, there is a lot of hope......"

Qiao Wu was smiling.

"It's just the last demon among the demons...... It's nothing. ”

Ling Huyang waved his hand, his expression was indifferent, it seemed that this was not something to be proud of: "You clean up here, I'll go back first...... Recently, there have been frequent demons outside the city, maybe there is some inside information, I want to write a letter to ask about the sect. ”

Chun Yu and Qiao Wu glanced at each other, and their backs were slightly cold.

These strange demons in the old forests of the mountains suddenly ran out of the territory, maybe they were ...... There are stronger aliens in the territory, and even ...... Demon!

But looking at the martial arts hall masters who were assisting nearby, the two glanced at each other and did not speak.

After Ling Huyang left, Qiao Wu looked at the smelly demon wolf corpse and waved his hand under his nose in disgust: "You guys...... Cook this demon wolf well and send it to Yuanhe Mountain, do you understand? ”

"Understood!"

"Yes!"

Several martial arts hall masters glanced at each other, and although they were a little humiliated, they still agreed.

This time, the government took the lead in cleaning up the strange demons, and issued an order, and Yuanheshan ordered Huyang to be the main force.

These martial arts hall masters are usually majestic in the city, but at this time, the martial arts power is not as good as others, and they really have to fight and be yelled at and drunk.

Fortunately, cooking a demon beast, although it is dirty and tired, it is not dangerous, and you can also take away a little scraps as a benefit.

"Brother Feng, let's do it now!"

Seeing the people of Yuanheshan gradually moving away, a martial arts hall master in a black robe spoke.

"Well, this beast is quite heavy, I think it can at least divide thousands of catties of good meat."

Brother Feng smiled, and secretly calculated in his heart how many catties of demon beast meat he could deduct and how many silver taels he could sell.

The skin and flesh of this demon beast are extremely tough, and ordinary qi and blood three transformation martial artists may not be able to break it, only the martial arts hall master has some use.

At this time, they stepped forward one by one, peeling the skin and removing the bones, and they were very busy.

"Alas...... Yuanhe Mountain is Yuanhe Mountain, you look at these five thunder palms, the strength is as fierce as the punishment of heaven......"

Brother Feng peeled off a piece of wolf meat along the wound, and was saying something, when he suddenly exclaimed: "Not good! ”

"Huh?"

Several other martial arts hall masters were taken aback, and hurriedly took a few steps back and put on a martial arts posture.

"Yes...... Something...... It's moving! ”

Brother Feng turned his back to everyone and spoke intermittently.

And above the wolf corpse on the ground, a strange scene is happening.

One black vine-like thing after another, burrowing in and out of the demon wolf's corpse, seemed to replace the other party's blood vessels and bones, and re-supported the flesh and blood.

Clatter, crunch......

The tooth-souring sound kept ringing, it was the vine that was gnawing at the bones of the demon wolf, and little by little it was taking its place......

"Whew!"

In the blink of an eye, the demon wolf, which had already died, stood up trembling again, the wound was still dripping blood, but it let out a roar, and the dead white wolf stared at everyone present blankly!

"Giggle......

A martial arts hall master looked pale: "Brother Feng, this ...... What are we going to do? ”

"I ...... How...... Know? ”

Brother Feng turned around and ...... from his mouth, nostrils, and ears Tiny roots also emerge.

It looks like the roots of some kind of plant!

There is no doubt that he was also poisoned.

"It's not good, Brother Feng is also ......"

"Evil obstacles, watch me run to the thunder hand!"

All kinds of angry shouts came out one after another, and then turned into screams.

Eventually, the sounds disappeared, except for the small sound of gnawing.

Then, one after another, the mutilated human body staggered to its feet, side by side with the wolf corpse, looking in the direction of Black Rock City, a stiff smile tugging out on its gray face......

……

Fang Xi didn't know what was happening outside Black Rock City.

He had returned to the Southern Wilderness Immortal Cultivation Realm.

Whether it is cultivating martial arts or Changchun Jue, the environment of the Southern Wilderness Immortal Realm is better.

When he came to his yard, Fang Xi saw Chen Ping, who had just come back from outside.

Well, the other party's footsteps were vain, and that figure inexplicably reminded Fang Xi of Lao Maitou.

"Chen Daoyou."

He was the first to say hello.

"Fang Daoyou."

Chen Ping returned the salute, a look of satisfaction appeared on his face, and he said with a little gratitude: "That red bee fairy is really very understanding...... I also want to thank Daoyou for telling me last time. ”

"Where, where."

Fang Xi said a few polite words, discussed their experiences with each other, and suddenly felt that the relationship was much closer.

"I've long wanted to make more friends, but I've always been withdrawn and can't wipe my skin......"

Fang Xi finally expressed his troubles.

Hearing this, Chen Ping immediately laughed: "I am in the Fang City, and I have a few acquaintances with Daoists, and when the time comes, I will introduce them to Daoists, and we will ...... together."

Looking at the back of this person returning to the house, Fang Xi nodded and shook his head again.

In fact, if Chen Ping could transfer his obsession with Lu Zhi Daoyou to the Red Bee Fairy, it would be a good thing...... Probably, right?

After all, it's a willingness to fight and a willingness to suffer, isn't it? It's just a bit of a ferling stone.

……

Spring goes and summer comes.

When the thunder of summer sounded, Fang Xi wore a coat and came to the green bamboo forest.

"Spring breeze and rain, all things grow, disease!"

In the bamboo forest, Fang Xi's expression was solemn, and he pinched the magic trick in his hand.

With the rapid dissipation of the mana in his body, a seal also appeared in his palm, gradually becoming clear, and then flew into the air.

Clouds of mist appeared out of thin air, enveloping the one-third of an acre, and then rain.

Wisps of wisps, like a dream like fog.

Spring breeze and rain technique!

This technique can not only summon rainwater, but also mix weak spiritual power in the rain, which can effectively promote the growth of spiritual bamboo!

Rustling!

The raindrops containing spiritual energy fell on the earth, quickly penetrating into the soil and penetrating into the roots of the spiritual bamboo.

Underground, there is a tenacious vitality that breaks through the soil, and the small bamboo shoots show sharp corners.

"Spring comes to the summer solstice, everything grows, wonderful......"

Fang Xi opened his hands, and even raised his head, letting the aura rain fall on his clothes and sprinkle on his face, with a look of satisfaction.

At this time, it is already the time for summer bamboo rice planting.

As a spiritual farmer, every once in a while, he must come to perform the 'Spring Breeze and Rain Technique' to provide nutrients for the spiritual bamboo shoots.

This is closely related to next year's harvest, and no Lingnong will dare to slack off.

Including Chen Ping!

Although it is very reluctant, according to the other party, the number of times I meet the red bee fairy has been reduced a lot recently.

There is no way, his level of drawing talismans is not enough to support cultivation, and he still has to rely on cultivating spiritual fields to support his family.

"The cultivation of the third layer of qi refining is still too low."

After casting a spell and feeling the mana consumed in his body, Fang Xi's expression was very ugly.

The high consumption of spring breeze and rain is one thing.

On the other hand, his cultivation is too low, and the level of his exercises is too low.

This results in a situation where you can't cast a few spells at all.

"It's a pity...... The matter of changing the practice is so whimsical that I can't even get a spirit stone on my body now......"

Fang Xi, who returned to the shack, couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He came to the cellar, and in the corner of the cellar several jars of wine had been piled up.

This is the bulk of his recent consumption of spirit stones.

After visiting Danding Pavilion before, Fang Xi had the idea of brewing spirit wine alone.

It just so happened that Lingzhu rice was ready-made, and he happened to buy a small bottle of Lingjiu Koji from a vendor who set up a stall in the market.

I didn't have a recipe, but I just tried to start making sake.

Of course, Fang Xi is not stupid and bold, but each altar controls variables and makes several sets of references.

Moreover, the spiritual rice used in each jar is very small, and even if it fails, the loss will not be too great.

In this way, by next year, a more suitable spirit wine recipe may be able to be explored.

'A piece of koji cost me a spirit stone.' ’

Fang Xi looked at those wine jars and solemnly buried them again.

This is an important harvest for the coming year, and if you accidentally knock over a jar, you will have to die of distress.

He picked up the last jar of wine, and after looking at it carefully, he left a line of small words on the cover on the surface: "Lingzhu rice wine, take two catties of spiritual rice, one or two wine koji, and snow water in early spring...... The summer thunder is hidden, just waiting for the next spring ......"

Burying the last jar of wine in the ground, Fang Xi let out a long breath.

After doing these chores, he began to devour Tai Sui's flesh again, and then cultivated the White Cloud Palm and the Red Snake Legs.

These days, relying on Tai Sui meat, spiritual bamboo rice, and the aura environment of the immortal cultivation world, his accumulation of qi and blood has simply advanced by leaps and bounds, and he has already left Mu Miao far behind.

Today, when I heard about Xia Lei, there were faint signs of a breakthrough!

"There are too many masters in the immortal cultivation realm, in case there happens to be a foundation building overhaul passing by, and my divine sense sweeps me to break through, it is not easy to explain......

I don't know if there is much movement to break through the main realm of the martial arts hall, but safety comes first. ’

Fang Xi's mind moved, and the surrounding heaven and earth immediately changed.

When I look at it again, I have already come to the Great Cool World, Fang Mansion!